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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Alan Jackson
Alan Jackson
Lead Vocals
Keith Stegall
Keith Stegall
Piano
Eddie Bayers
Eddie Bayers
Drums
John Kelton
John Kelton
Bass Guitar
Brent Mason
Brent Mason
Electric Guitar
Hargus "Pig" Robbins
Hargus "Pig" Robbins
Piano
Larry Franklin
Larry Franklin
Fiddle
John Wesley Ryles
John Wesley Ryles
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Rodney Crowell
Rodney Crowell
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Keith Stegall
Keith Stegall
Producer
John Kelton
John Kelton
Mixing Engineer
Williams Hank
Williams Hank
Mastering Engineer
Paula Montondo
Paula Montondo
Assistant Recording Engineer
Steve Lowery
Steve Lowery
Additional Engineer

Lyrics

Well, I don't drink as much as I used to Lately, it just ain't my style And the hard times don't hurt like they ought to They pass quicker like when I was a child And somehow I've learned how to listen For a sound like the sun going down In the magic the morning is bringin' There's a song for the life I have found It keeps my feet on the ground And the midsummer days sit so heavy But don't they flow like the breeze through your mind When nothing appears in a hurry To make up for someone's lost time And somehow I've learned how to listen For a sound like the sun going down In the magic the morning is bringing There's a song for the life I have found It keeps my feet on the ground And somehow I've learned how to listen For a sound like the breeze dying down In the magic the morning is bringing There's a song for the friend I have found She keeps my feet on the ground She keeps my feet on the ground
Writer(s): Rodney Crowell Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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